Wrinkle Songtext / Lyric

I guess this is the middle

The smolder of a flame held light

Suffering a trade gone awry

The sun will rise and fall through life

Before we even wake up wrinkled like our shirts

You and I

I guess this is the middle

I don't mean to sound so negative all the time

Cause believe me I'm not sad

Or unhappy with my life

It's the meaning that I question all the time

That's never right

I guess this is the middle